those years of rebirth

Taekwondo is an international large-scale fighting competition association.

However, there are two large alliances, one is the International Taekwondo Association, and the other is the Korean and National Taekwondo Associations.

Yuan Shangxi belongs to the Taekwondo Association of South Korea and China.

At this time, there was a controversy among the Korean and National Taekwondo Associations because of Yuan Shangxi.

"Yuan Shangxi is our excellent taekwondo instructor. He has been framed in China. We can't just sit idly by, let alone accept Wang Hengxiao's condition to withdraw from all taekwondo halls in Beijing and Beijing."

A middle-aged man in a robe said in a deep voice: "We can lodge a protest through the official, they need allies now."

"No!"

An old man shook his head and said lightly: "You don't see the essence of this. Even if we file an official complaint, our reputation in China will drop to the bottom. This makes those people laugh. They hope that we will encounter such a situation. matter."

"Now, the only way to solve this matter is to defeat Wang Hengxiao, send a real master, and defeat him openly. In this way, no one can drive us out of Beijing and Beijing, and we can achieve greater development. It's not out of the question to overtake those guys, or even annex them."

"But, teacher, who can we send to defeat that Wang Hengxiao? He is very powerful."

The middle-aged man frowned and said, even though he has always been very conceited, facing a Chinese martial arts master, he must admit the opponent's strength.

"Han Xicheng, there are many ways to defeat him."

The old man said indifferently: "We don't necessarily need our own people."

Tuk tuk... There was a knock on the wooden door.

A waitress in Hanbok came in and said respectfully, "Mr. Qin is here."

The old man nodded and said, "Let Mr. Qin come in."

"No, I'll meet him myself."

The old man stood up himself, his figure was very vigorous.

The middle-aged man and the waitress were taken aback.

This old man is the chairman of the Taekwondo Federation of South Korea and the country. He is an official representative recognized by the South Korean government. Few people can bear the anger of his welcome.

"Teacher, I can go."

The middle-aged Han Xicheng hurriedly got up and said.

"No!"

The old man waved his hand and said, "You don't know the identity of Mr. Qin, you are not qualified to face him."

With that said, the old man had already walked out.

Han Xicheng hurriedly followed, very curious about the identity of this Mr. Qin.

When he came to the door, a man with gray hair and middle-aged complexion was not tall, a little over 1.7 meters, but unusually tall and straight, like a pine tree, wearing a Tang suit, standing with his hands behind his back.

"Hahaha, Mr. Qin... I haven't seen you for many years, but you still have the same demeanor, but I'm a bad old man. Mr. Qin's martial arts has broken through to perfection, I admire..."

The old man laughed heartily and said.

"President Cui!"

Mr. Qin clasped his fists and said: "After 15 years, President Cui has also created a great foundation. Qin admires him."

The Taekwondo Federation split more than ten years ago into the International Taekwondo Federation and the Korean Taekwondo Federation, and the initiator of that split was President Cui.

Therefore, it is not an exaggeration to say that this foundation has been created.

"Hehe, please come in, Mr. Qin."

Chairman Cui extended his hand to invite.

Mr. Qin nodded, walked in, and said as he walked: "You saved my life back then, I owe you a favor, President Cui, after I help you this time, you and I will no longer have involved."

Fifteen years ago, Mr. Qin was wounded and fled to South Korea. Chairman Cui happened to save his life and promised to owe him a favor.

After 15 years, it's time to return the favor.

Although Mr. Qin was very reluctant to return to that country, he agreed to it because of the promise he made back then.

"Mr. Qin speaks his mind, and Cui admires it. As I said, Mr. Qin will always be a guest of my Taekwondo Alliance. If there is any need, I, Cui Wen, will not refuse."

President Cui said hurriedly, hoping to establish a relationship with Mr. Qin.

President Cui’s name is Cui Wen, and he is 97 years old now. He came to China to learn martial arts in his early years, but he failed to learn the essence. Later, he returned to China to develop Taekwondo. Over the past few decades, the Taekwondo Alliance has been developed, which has a great international reputation. Influence, then unwilling to be resigned, split the Taekwondo Federation into two with the support of the South Korean government.

Originally, his lifespan was about to end.

Fifteen years ago, after rescuing Mr. Qin, he learned Xingyi Quan's internal method from Mr. Qin. After more than ten years of practice, the effect is very good, and his body is still healthy.

Cui Wen wanted to keep Mr. Qin in the Taekwondo Federation, learn the real Neijiaquan from him, integrate the Neijiaquan and Taekwondo, and surely surpass the International Taekwondo Federation and unify Taekwondo.And there is one more super master sitting in charge.

How good is Mr. Qin?

Cui Wen didn't know, but according to what he knew about the realm of Chinese martial arts, Mr. Qin was already comparable to the three great masters of mythology in the late Qing Dynasty, and he had formed his own lineage from Xingyiquan.

"I'm used to an ordinary life, and this time I helped you fulfill my wish, so I don't have anything to worry about in this world."

Mr. Qin flatly refused.

After repaying Cui Wen's favor, he will have nothing to worry about in this world, and he can live in seclusion with peace of mind, breaking the limit of martial arts.

"Hehe, I admire you. Please sit down, Mr. Qin."

Cui Wen said respectfully.

Han Xicheng was afraid to speak on the sidelines.

………………… Wang Hengxiao was already sitting on the train at this time.

He didn't want to continue messing around with the muddy waters in the capital. The follow-up of Yuan Shangxi's matter was all handled by Li Hao, but before leaving, he called Director Liu and talked about the situation. Not interested in that, let do whatever you want.

Liu Jingwei is also a martial artist, and she has long been displeased with the deliberate promotion of Taekwondo in China to belittle Chinese martial arts and elevate herself. This time, Wang Hengxiao gave a sigh of relief for all Chinese martial artists.

Bang Dang... Bang Dang... The train is moving forward quickly!

Wang Hengxiao sat in a very ordinary seat, did not buy a sleeper berth, and did not buy a plane ticket. Of course, he carried a fake ID card that Li Zhuang applied for. He said it was fake, but in fact all the information was true. Otherwise, at Wang Hengxiao's age of more than 12 years old, he really wouldn't be able to get in the car.

"The fight has not yet started in the north, and Russia seems to have stopped at the Mongolian border."

"Yeah, these old men are so arrogant. The attack on Mongolia must be aimed specifically at our country."

"Our army has also gone north, but it is stationed at the border, and it is very difficult to fight."

"It can't be fought. Two big countries, fighting is a big war. Russia has just stabilized for a few years, and our country is also transitioning smoothly. We don't want to consume too much. It's all just pretending."

On the train, everyone was idle and bored, and the discussion was naturally the hottest national issue at the moment.

Lao Maozi seems to be going south, and the outbreak of war once surpassed the general election in China.

The common people were all excited, and they fought as soon as they wanted to.

However, there are also many sane people who know that this battle is basically impossible to fight.

Even if those countries in the United States support Russia to fight, it is difficult for Russia to decide to really fight.

Wang Hengxiao is most concerned about this matter recently. After thinking about it with a lot of intelligence information, he knows that Russia cannot fight. Both Mongolia and Kazakhstan have a long border with China. Russia invaded these two countries. For its own safety, China will not sit idly by. When necessary, military intervention is certain.

At that time, it will be a war between two major powers, and both of them are nuclear powers!

If you are not careful, there is a danger of a nuclear war and a world war.

Therefore, the war cannot be fought.

However, local and other areas of struggle will definitely become more intense, such as politics, economy, technology, etc., and the blockade against China may become more severe.

Wang Hengxiao also sighed slightly in his heart, was he too impulsive at the time?

So much so that now China and China are almost isolated.

Of course, Wang Hengxiao knows that this situation has always existed. After the disintegration of the Red Soviet Union and the Union, China and China are the biggest threats in the eyes of Western countries, and isolation has always existed.

It's just that it's almost on the surface now.

"Hey bro, is there a fire?"

A young man beside Wang Hengxiao asked Wang Hengxiao with a smile while holding a cigarette.

"I don't smoke."

Wang Hengxiao shook his head and said.

"Hehe, sorry."

The young man smiled sheepishly, the cigarette in his hand trembled suddenly, and two thin silver needles shot out.

Whoosh... two subtle sounds of piercing through the air.

When Wang Hengxiao saw this man just now, he felt a little nervous in his heart. This is a kind of warning sign in the dark. Recently, Wang Hengxiao's premonition has become more and more obvious. This is an improvement of his state of mind. the result of.

Huh... Wang Hengxiao stretched out his hand instantly, and clamped the two silver needles between his fingers.

but!

Another attack from the opponent followed. The moment the silver needle was shot, the cigarette in his hand suddenly exploded, like a ball of fireworks, turning into a white light. Bright, I can't see clearly at once.

Wang Hengxiao didn't expect the other party's cigarette to be so weird that it had the same effect as a flash bomb. Immediately, he closed his eyes tightly and his ears almost pricked up.

Whoosh...whoosh...two sounds of piercing through the air.

left and right.

"Wang Hengxiao, when you die, remember that you died at the hands of Broken Thorn. Our people will not let any enemy go, not to mention that there are too many people who miss you dead, and the price is very good."

A faint voice rang in Wang Hengxiao's ear

(To be continued)